More Than a Baka
Chapter 4: The Search
Disclaimer: I don't own digimon, Linkin Park, or any of their songs and never will
|Yama's POV|
It's been two weeks since I've seen Taichi. A lot of the
digidestined are searching for him in both worlds, his family, the damn
cheerleaders, and the police are searching for him in the real world,
and I did nothing but search for Taichi. I did not sleep and I didn't eat
unless food was given to me. I hadn't been going to school either.
My dad had been calling me every two hours, but I wouldn't answer.
TK called every once in a while to fill me in on the search in Tokyo
and the digiworld and I'd fill him in on my search of Japan. Everyone
thinks I'm insane, only TK understands. I've been walking around
everywhere, sometimes riding the bus, taxis, or trains. It seems
pretty hopeless to find one person in all of Japan, but it isn't like I'm
ever going to quit. I'm currently in Osaka, trudging down some
street. Coffee shop, toy shop, noodle shop, bargain store,
convenience store, dance studio, candy shop, soccer shop- wait,
what? Oh, it's just a sport shop with that new soccer ball on display.
I look up to the sky as I walk, the snowflakes surrounding me.
Taichi, where could you possibly be?
|Taichi's POV|
I'm walking down the streets listening to Linkin Park on my
headphones. There's this song on the CD that I can really identify
with.
it's easier to run
replacing this pain with something numb
it's so much easier to go
than face all this pain here all alone
something has been taken
from deep inside of me
a secret I've kept locked away
no one can ever see
wounds so deep they never show
they never go away
like moving pictures in my head
for years and years they've played
if i could change i would
take back the pain i would
retrace every wrong move that i made i would
if i could
stand up and take the blame i would
if i could take all the shame to the grave i
would
sometimes i remember
the darkness of my past
bringing back these memories
i wish i didn't have
sometimes i think of letting go
and never looking back
and never moving forward so
there would never be a past
just washing it aside
all of the helplessness inside
pretending i don't feel misplaced
is so much simpler than change
it's easier to run
replacing this pain with something numb
it's so much easier to go
than face this pain here all alone
A lone tear trickles down my face as the next song started.
I can't believe I let myself think about =him= again....
i am
what i want you to want
what i want you to feel
I =have= to stop this. I will. I will...
|Yama's POV|
I collapse on my bed, I hadn't realized how much I'd missed it.
Three damn weeks. I grab the remote next to my bed and turn on
the radio.
so i let go
watching you
turning your back like you always do
face away and pretend that i'm not
but I'll be here
'cause you're all i got
As the song ended I'd decided that if Taichi didn't want to be
found, he can stay out there alone. If he was too stupid to figure
out that I loved him, then he can go on living on some distant island
or whatever.
TK walks in and plops down next to me, crossing his legs.
"Sooo.... you're finally back?"
"Yah...."
"No luck, I'm guessing. Cuz if you'd found him, I would have
thought you'd sound a little happier than as if you were going to a
funeral."
"Whatever."
"Bro, what's your problem? We'll find him, you'll see." TK
smiled cheerfully.
"Nothing. Can you leave me alone now?" I say a little too
harshly.
"Ya, sure." TK gave me this look like he was trying to figure out
what was going on in my head as his smile saddened a little. He
turned to leave but said, "Look, I know this seems a little hopeless,
but if you lose hope, what's the point? We're all in this for you
y'know." He closed the door behind him and I let out a long sigh.
"Ya, whatever. Sure." I grab my D-terminal and send a message
to all the DDs:
Hey you guys,
If you are tired of searching for Tai, I won't mind or anything if you
quit or take a break or something, ok? We all need to get back to
our lives. It could take us years to find him, and we don't have to
waste all our free time searching for him, k?
Yamato
I lean back on the bed and run a hand through my hair. Hmm...
what to do? I've spending all my time searching for the crybaby
bastard that I'd forgotten what it's like to have some spare time. I
pick up my guitar from it's stand and play a few notes. Ack, that
sounds horrible. I really need to get together with the band. I hope
they're not too pissed that I haven't been around for a while. I try to
work out a melody with my guitar and words begin to form in my
head.
"i got a
heart full of pain/head full of stress
handful of anger/held in my chest
and everything left is a waste of time
i can't keep myself together
because of all this stress
gave me something to write on
the pain gave me something
i could set my sight on
you never forget the blood sweat and tears
the uphill struggle over years
try to give you warning
but everyone ignores me
[told you everything loud and clear]
but nobody's listening
i got a..."
|Taichi's POV|
"HEART FULL OF PAIN/HEAD FULL OF STRESS
HANDFUL OF ANGER/HELD IN MY CHEST
UPHILL STRUGGLE OVER YEARS/BLOOD SWEAT AND TEARS
NOTHING TO GAIN/EVERYTHING TO FEAR"
Enough of this! I took out the Linkin Park CD and put it back in
my case. I flipped through the case, searching for something less
depressing to listen to. I find my Simple Plan cd and I pop it in and drown myself in the upbeat music. Eventaully, I'll forget he ever existed...
*********************
I know, I know. You guys are tired of them beating around the bush.
Sorry. But I promise next chappie, I'll get them together, k?
I'm sorry for the wait. I had issues with uploading, then I went on
vacation. Gomen! Thanx for all the reviews too!
Chapter 4: The Search
Disclaimer: I don't own digimon, Linkin Park, or any of their songs and never will
|Yama's POV|
It's been two weeks since I've seen Taichi. A lot of the
digidestined are searching for him in both worlds, his family, the damn
cheerleaders, and the police are searching for him in the real world,
and I did nothing but search for Taichi. I did not sleep and I didn't eat
unless food was given to me. I hadn't been going to school either.
My dad had been calling me every two hours, but I wouldn't answer.
TK called every once in a while to fill me in on the search in Tokyo
and the digiworld and I'd fill him in on my search of Japan. Everyone
thinks I'm insane, only TK understands. I've been walking around
everywhere, sometimes riding the bus, taxis, or trains. It seems
pretty hopeless to find one person in all of Japan, but it isn't like I'm
ever going to quit. I'm currently in Osaka, trudging down some
street. Coffee shop, toy shop, noodle shop, bargain store,
convenience store, dance studio, candy shop, soccer shop- wait,
what? Oh, it's just a sport shop with that new soccer ball on display.
I look up to the sky as I walk, the snowflakes surrounding me.
Taichi, where could you possibly be?
|Taichi's POV|
I'm walking down the streets listening to Linkin Park on my
headphones. There's this song on the CD that I can really identify
with.
it's easier to run
replacing this pain with something numb
it's so much easier to go
than face all this pain here all alone
something has been taken
from deep inside of me
a secret I've kept locked away
no one can ever see
wounds so deep they never show
they never go away
like moving pictures in my head
for years and years they've played
if i could change i would
take back the pain i would
retrace every wrong move that i made i would
if i could
stand up and take the blame i would
if i could take all the shame to the grave i
would
sometimes i remember
the darkness of my past
bringing back these memories
i wish i didn't have
sometimes i think of letting go
and never looking back
and never moving forward so
there would never be a past
just washing it aside
all of the helplessness inside
pretending i don't feel misplaced
is so much simpler than change
it's easier to run
replacing this pain with something numb
it's so much easier to go
than face this pain here all alone
A lone tear trickles down my face as the next song started.
I can't believe I let myself think about =him= again....
i am
what i want you to want
what i want you to feel
I =have= to stop this. I will. I will...
|Yama's POV|
I collapse on my bed, I hadn't realized how much I'd missed it.
Three damn weeks. I grab the remote next to my bed and turn on
the radio.
so i let go
watching you
turning your back like you always do
face away and pretend that i'm not
but I'll be here
'cause you're all i got
As the song ended I'd decided that if Taichi didn't want to be
found, he can stay out there alone. If he was too stupid to figure
out that I loved him, then he can go on living on some distant island
or whatever.
TK walks in and plops down next to me, crossing his legs.
"Sooo.... you're finally back?"
"Yah...."
"No luck, I'm guessing. Cuz if you'd found him, I would have
thought you'd sound a little happier than as if you were going to a
funeral."
"Whatever."
"Bro, what's your problem? We'll find him, you'll see." TK
smiled cheerfully.
"Nothing. Can you leave me alone now?" I say a little too
harshly.
"Ya, sure." TK gave me this look like he was trying to figure out
what was going on in my head as his smile saddened a little. He
turned to leave but said, "Look, I know this seems a little hopeless,
but if you lose hope, what's the point? We're all in this for you
y'know." He closed the door behind him and I let out a long sigh.
"Ya, whatever. Sure." I grab my D-terminal and send a message
to all the DDs:
Hey you guys,
If you are tired of searching for Tai, I won't mind or anything if you
quit or take a break or something, ok? We all need to get back to
our lives. It could take us years to find him, and we don't have to
waste all our free time searching for him, k?
Yamato
I lean back on the bed and run a hand through my hair. Hmm...
what to do? I've spending all my time searching for the crybaby
bastard that I'd forgotten what it's like to have some spare time. I
pick up my guitar from it's stand and play a few notes. Ack, that
sounds horrible. I really need to get together with the band. I hope
they're not too pissed that I haven't been around for a while. I try to
work out a melody with my guitar and words begin to form in my
head.
"i got a
heart full of pain/head full of stress
handful of anger/held in my chest
and everything left is a waste of time
i can't keep myself together
because of all this stress
gave me something to write on
the pain gave me something
i could set my sight on
you never forget the blood sweat and tears
the uphill struggle over years
try to give you warning
but everyone ignores me
[told you everything loud and clear]
but nobody's listening
i got a..."
|Taichi's POV|
"HEART FULL OF PAIN/HEAD FULL OF STRESS
HANDFUL OF ANGER/HELD IN MY CHEST
UPHILL STRUGGLE OVER YEARS/BLOOD SWEAT AND TEARS
NOTHING TO GAIN/EVERYTHING TO FEAR"
Enough of this! I took out the Linkin Park CD and put it back in
my case. I flipped through the case, searching for something less
depressing to listen to. I find my Simple Plan cd and I pop it in and drown myself in the upbeat music. Eventaully, I'll forget he ever existed...
*********************
I know, I know. You guys are tired of them beating around the bush.
Sorry. But I promise next chappie, I'll get them together, k?
I'm sorry for the wait. I had issues with uploading, then I went on
vacation. Gomen! Thanx for all the reviews too!